Chapter Five Hundred And Eleven: The Phantom Ghost

The third point of view:

"You're back alive and even get to kiss the girl," Was the first comment Julie welcomed Pedro with as soon as he walked into the room. From his sarcastic comment, Pedro surmised the idiot must have seen Isabella kissing him goodnight. 

"And what is your royal highness still doing awake? Shouldn't aristocrats like you be asleep by now in order not to ruin their perfect skin?" Pedro gave him a taste of his sharp tongue as well. 

He was going to say it over and over and over again. He and Julie were not friends and were just mutually associating because of their girlfriend's closeness. Fate was the only reason to be blamed for their entanglement. 

Julie didn't bother him anymore and Pedro took that opportunity to take in the room. It was quite spacious and flamboyantly decorated with the floor made of dark cherry wood. The only thing that didn't please him was the idea of sharing a bed with Julie.